Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Imagine

Apparently I'll be appearing at the Imagine Festival in London this Monday, the 17th. I had a blast last year, where I showed clips from movies, but I'm not entirely sure what I'll do this time. I might read from one of the new short stories. I'd read from the ninth book, but there is nothing from the early sections finished, and anything read from later on would be a spoiler, so...

Oh, and speaking of Book 9, I have just reached the 75,000 word mark. Judging by this, the finished book will be at least 100,000 words, which is Mortal Coil length, and could be longer. LSODM will stay the longest, I reckon, simply because of the massive amount of characters involved. But because most of those characters are now DEAD, Book 9 allows me a smaller, more intimate story — while remaining as heart-rendingly traumatic as anything I've written before.

And speaking of heart-rendingly traumatic, I've actually written the last few chapters. Not to completion, of course, but I've written enough to know what happens, and how it ends, and who lives and who dies, and all I can say is...

See I picture the ending like this: Skulduggery finally has a shot to kill Vallyrie. He has to there is no other way. And Darquesse fights and pretends to be Valkyrie, he falters and she squishes him killing him. And then Darquesse goes off to do what she wants.

*She has quite a pile of uprooted scourgeweed, her feet sore**Runs a hand through her hair* Right... *Breathes out* Why don't we call it a night? I'm exhausted, and you'll have to conserve your energy..

Let me ask this- even if I did manage to get you up to your room, where you could actually sleep peacefully on a comfortable bed, the moment that I fell asleep, would you just come back down here to work?

*Nods* Of course you will. Of course.Well.*Puts her bag down, and kicks a few things aside, clearing space**Pulls out a blanket and a longer pillow, putting both down**Sits on the blanket* I'm going to be here.

*She pulls out a blanket, wrapping it around her shoulders, and then pulls one out for him, placing it in his lap before digging around in her bag**Pulls out a couple items* Eh, I have some fruits, vegetables, and a couple sandwiches to eat, if you want..*Leans back so she's sitting flat on her back- a habit she's gotten into since lying on her side is uncomfortable nowadays**Blinks up at the ceiling, as if searching for something*

And I'm all alone? Eh.*disappears into the non-existent mist*Farewell! And Derek, remember, if you leave us on a cliffhanger...... *points to number of followers on the blog* You'll have THAT many people chasing you down. :)

Yay! I'm not alone on here!And Snow, you just ripped out my soul, tore it to smithereens, gave it to Zafira to explode, got it back, and in front of my eyes destroyed it.Let me at least have some hope, Snow.... *rocks back and forth in corner**cries*:)

mother of god. i've been putting off reading lsodm for so long because it's the penultimate book. it's gonna hurt so much, and from the way my best friend talks about it, i think you'll be paying for our therapy, derek.

I listened to Iowa yesterday when I was trying to get to sleep, thinking it would be quite relaxing (repetitive drumming beat, you know). I think I scared myself. O_O

"You will live forever."*shivers*

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UVjF-oe84Mw&list=PLTslNdjmKxFvz82_82YflzFzAn1Nltzi7&index=45(That's the first half of the song. The second half comes just after it on the playlist, but here's the link anyway - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DIA7dP4CjLk&list=PLTslNdjmKxFvz82_82YflzFzAn1Nltzi7&index=46 )

Okay so Ghastly didn't deserve to die and neither did Shudder (SPOILER ALERT FOR BOOK 8) And in those visions both Alice, Desmond AND her mum die. And skulduggery. Oh god. What has he done? WHAT HAS HE DONE?!?!

Oh god the horror! Guys he might actually do it. This is Derek, the golden God. Mr evil. The killer of the characters who usually doesn't admit his evilness. And he's admitted his evilness. He has done something really bad. Grab your torches and sharpen you pitchforks! We may need to go to war with the golden god.

@Silente: I KNOW.My friend said one that she could find more adventure in a room than most people would find in their entire lives.And she thought it was a bad thing.(She's amazing, I swear. When I'm with her, I just see the world differently.)

@Rhydian: Yes. Then again, Skulduggery would disagree. :P He would say, in a smart funny kind of way, that some people and just boring and waiting to die, really.It depends on the person as to what things you find important.I find lots of things important that people don't give a shit about.